The time arrived that I needed to wash some clothes. Thanks to Loubna, I did it Moroccan style.
We filled a plastic tub with my socks.
This is Omo. It is a brand of laundry detergent. Other available brands are Ariel and Tide. The detergent is sold in single use bags.
We sprinkled the sock soup with the Omo.
Then we swirled the socks around, simulating a washing machine. Loubna and I even provided washing machine sound effects. (Loubna is my Moroccan soul mate. It was quite natural for her to join in the sound effects.)
We grabbed each sock individually and scrubbed it.
Then we wrung the socks out...
and rinsed them...
and placed them in a drying rack.
We did the washing in a little courtyard off of the living room. It opened to the sky.
For my jeans we moved to a smaller bucket, filled it with water, and added the Omo.
It turns out that jeans are really hard to wash.
Especially when the legs cuffs are muddy from walking around Marrakech.
I was taking so long that Loubna took over.
She scrubbed them and wrung them out. Thanks Loubna!
We hung the clothes to dry on the pavilion on the roof.
And secured them with clothespins. And then left to let the Moroccan sun do the rest.
As you can see, we weren't the only family in the neighborhood taking advantage of a nice day to do laundry.
Friday, November 21, 2008
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Wow, I am so thankful for washing machines.
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